What Kind Of Bird Is That

What kind of bird is that

The one with the bright red breast

I know it just can't be the robin

'Cause my love is not back yet

The one I love and wanted to marry

Had to leave before she became my bride

But she said she'd return

Before the robin would return

And with each other we'd spend our lives

And she said she'd return

Long before the robin returned

And together we'd watch the leaves turn green

She showed me then just how much she loves me

And she and I and the robin can spend the spring

So what kind of bird is that

The one with the bright red breast

I know it just can't be the robin

'Cause my love is not back yet

So who could be playin' tricks on me

By the time that I relax and countin' leaves

That can't be a spring, yeah surely that can't be

'Cause the one I love, she's not with me

Oh, what kind of bird is that

The one with the bright red breast

I know it just can't be the robin

'Cause my love is not back yet